DIRTY, DIRTY GIRLS: Amber Tries to Relieve my Condition
My last night in Vientiane, I'm on my own, having put Ben on a plane headed home earlier that day. I was now unencumbered, by my own unexploded ordinance of a brother. Sonny, my older half-brother, was genuinely looking out for me.
The same man who tried to get me laid in Paris almost eight years earlier would come through in the clutch. After inviting me out for Korean BBQ in the city to meet his half of the family from his mother's side, we are joined by a cousin who is in on the plan and is responsible for the setting up Phase 2 of the night.
Four of us pile into the Mercedes, and we take a ride to an edge of the city I had never seen before. Otherwise known as a Resort, Hotel, and Karaoke, the [name deleted] is anything but regular Karaoke. It was dark, and every unit in this complex had a bottom floor which housed a salon with a bar, couches, coffee tables, and the usual karaoke setup.
Strangely, except for the blue Christmas tree lights the complex is pitch black. Parking attendants wave us in using the same marker lights ground crews use to direct airplanes on runways.
Also, the entire population outside the complex is male. I begin to piece things together slowly and realize Sonny had the same revelation I had, we could never do anything like this while Ben was around.
Inside the bungalows are extra bedrooms and bathrooms off the salon. The top floors of the cottages yielded the same pattern. The cottages were built for one thing and one thing only. My excited suspicions are confirmed shortly after we sit down on the couches. An older but, still smoking hot MILF, in daisy dukes so short her ass begs to be cupped, enters our bungalow with nine women in tow.
Each had their own distinguishing attributes, but all had bodies built for sin. I'm asked to pick first, and I choose a brunette Lao girl in stacked heels, a tight-fitting black micro-mini dress with a criss-cross back and a face that was both innocent and sexy at the same time. To me, she appeared to be a cross between Jennifer Aniston and Kimberly Amber Thiessen of "Saved By the Bell" fame - let us call her Amber. I wondered how long before we could skip right to the main event.
In retrospect when the last girl was picked by my cousin, I knew that most likely — I had chosen wrong. I had picked someone who looked like the type of girl I wanted to date or marry. But this night was for debauchery, and my cousin had made the right choice. I had missed this last choice since she was right outside the door and wasn't visible until all the other girls had been picked.
This afforded the space to allow her to move in. While all the girls had a body built for sin, this girl had a body built for FUCKING and SUCKING. And by fucking, I meant she looked like a girl that made you want to fuck her all the time. You couldn't look at her without imagining your cock in her mouth. She knew it too and played the stereotype to the hilt.
